At that moment, Bai Cheng'an was brushing his teeth in the bathroom. Qian Sisi hugged his firm and taut waist from behind, resting her head on his broad back, "I heard Momo pooped on your neck last night?"
Bai Cheng'an glanced through the mirror at Bai Yumo, who was sitting on the bed and staring eagerly in this direction, and snorted coldly.
Qian Sisi held back, not laughing out loud, but instead accurately grasped the key point, "Honey, how did Momo manage to poop on your neck?"
When Bai Cheng'an heard this, he thought about how if he hadn't lifted him up, Momo wouldn't have been able to do that—managing to poop on his own dad's neck. Instantly, he felt angry; it was self-inflicted, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, causing his entire face to darken.
Qian Sisi observed all of her husband's subtle emotional changes through the mirror and couldn't help but find it amusing.
